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Once upon a time, I fell in love with a boy. A beautiful, broken boy who had his own world of struggles. People warned me against our love, but I didn't listen. We looked weak. Young, foolish. Dangerously in love. We didn't care. In order to keep our hearts protected from the opinions of others, we became each other's secret. We shared stolen moments. Tender touches. Secretive embraces. It was our twisted love story, and it worked for us up until our lives changed forever.

Greyson East left his mark on me. As the young girl who first fell for him, I didn’t know much about life. I did know about his smiles, though, and his laughs, and the strange way my stomach flipped when he was near. Life was perfect…until it wasn’t, and when we were forced to go our separate ways, I held on to our memories, let go of my first crush, and wished for the day I’d find him again.

Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again. After 15 years together, he walked away from me, and into the arms of another. I didn’t know how to cope. I didn’t know my worth. I didn’t know how to exist without him by my side. All I wanted was for him to come back to me. Then, Jackson Emery appeared. He was supposed to be a distraction for my mind. A summer fling. A confidence boost to my bruised heart. We were perfect for one another, because we both knew we wouldn’t last. Jackson didn’t believe in commitment, and I no longer believed in love.

I've had many moments in my lifetime, moments that changed me, challenged me. Moments that scared me and engulfed me. However, the biggest ones - the most heartbreaking and breathtaking ones - all included him. I was 10 years old when I lost my voice. A piece of me was stolen away, and the only person who could truly hear my silence was Brooks Griffin. He was the light during my dark days, the promise of tomorrow, until tragedy found him. Tragedy that eventually drowned him in a sea of memories.

Graham Russell and I weren't made for one another. I was driven by emotion; he was apathetic. I dreamed while he lived in nightmares. I cried when he had no tears to shed. Despite his frozen heart and my readiness to run, we sometimes shared seconds. Seconds when our eyes locked and we saw each other's secrets. Seconds when his lips tasted my fears and I breathed in his pains. Seconds when we both imagined what it would be like to love one another.

Andrea Evans is traumatized and guilt-ridden by the death of her fiancée. Tired of the gossiping small town, she travels to New York City to pursue her dream of dance. He's uncertain of his future. Cooper Davidson is a famous photographer and reality television star trying to flee from his own life filled with paparazzi, mental health clinics, and a cheating wife who is pregnant.

There once was a boy, and I loved him. Logan Francis Silverstone and I were complete opposites. I danced, and he stood still. He was quiet while I ran my mouth. He struggled to find a smile, and I refused to frown. The night I saw the darkness that truly lived inside of him, I couldn't look away.

It was easy to call us forbidden and harder to call us soul mates. Yet I believed we were both. Forbidden soul mates. When I arrived in Edgewood, Wisconsin, I didn't plan to find him. I didn't plan to stumble into Joe's bar and have Daniel's music stir up my emotions. I had no clue that his voice would make my hurts forget their own sorrow. I had no idea that my happiness would remember its own bliss.

Falling in love wasn't the plan. But how could I resist his promises of hope? Of forgiveness? Of a future I had stopped dreaming of? We were shattered. We were scarred. We were something strange and beautiful. We were two lost souls holding on to the only thing that could keep us together. Each other.

When I first met Jasmine Greene, she came in as raindrops. I was the awkward musician, and she was the high school queen. The only things we had in common were our music and our loneliness. Something in her eyes told me her smile wasn't always the truth. Something in her voice gave me a hope I always wished to find. And in a flash, she was gone. Years later, she was standing in front of me on a street in New Orleans. She was different, but so was I.

I was warned about Tristan Cole. "Stay away from him," people said. "He's cruel." "He's cold." "He's damaged." It's easy to judge a man because of his past. To look at Tristan and see a monster. But I couldn't do that. I had to accept the wreckage that lived inside of him, because it also lived inside of me.

Louie og Alyssa er hinandens bedste venner. Men hvor Louie er definitionen på en bad boy, er Alyssa vokset op i en velhavende familie i den anden ende af byen. Det eneste, de to har til fælles, er deres komplicerede forhold til deres forældre og en ubestridelig gensidig tiltrækning. Deres stærke venskab udvikler sig snart til hovedkulds forelskelse, men hvor Louie er overbevist om, at han er umulig at elske, er Alyssa stålsat på at modbevise ham.

Hvad gør man, når man har mistet alt? "Åndeløs" følger Tristan og Elisabeth, der begge har oplevet det største tab, et menneske kan opleve. Efter at have mistet sin mand vender Elisabeth tilbage til sin fødeby sammen med sin lille datter for at samle stumperne af sit liv. Der møder hun Tristan, som selv kæmper med sin egen personlige sorg og tragedie. Men vil det lykkes Elizabeth at få Tristan til at sænke paraderne, se fortiden i øjnene og lukke hende ind?

Die neue Reihe von Brittainy Cherry. Als ich meine neue Stelle als Nanny einer reichen Familie antrat, konnte ich nicht ahnen, dass es Greyson Easts Kinder waren, die ich betreuen würde. Und auch nicht, dass der Junge, den ich einmal geliebt hatte, zum Mann geworden war - ein eiskalter, einsamer, unnahbarer Mann. Alles an Grey war in Schmerz versunken. Doch ab und zu sah ich den Jungen von damals in seinen sturmgrauen Augen - und ich wusste, dass es sich um ihn zu kämpfen lohnte. Auftakt der herzzerreißenden CHANCES-Reihe von SPIEGEL-Bestseller-Autorin Brittainy Cherry.

Er glaubte nicht an Versprechen. Und sie glaubte nicht mehr an die Liebe. Er war nicht der Richtige für sie. Sie war zu zerbrochen für ihn. Sie waren perfekt füreinander, weil sie wussten, es wird nicht für immer sein. Bis sie nicht mehr ohne einander sein können, als der Moment zum Abschiednehmen gekommen ist.

Sich in Jasmine Greene zu verlieben, fühlte sich an wie ein warmer Sommerregen. Leicht und unbeschreiblich schön. Aber als wir uns Jahre später wieder gegenüberstehen, ist von dem Sommerregen nichts mehr übrig. Stattdessen sehe ich in ihren Augen einen tosenden Sturm. Wie lange tobt er schon dort? Wie lange hat er sich schon in ihrer Seele zusammengebraut? Ihr Herz ist für immer gebrochen, und ich hasse mich dafür, dass ich es jetzt erst bemerke - wo es vielleicht schon zu spät ist.

I know I should stay away from Ian Parker. But when my drug-dealing stepdad kicks me out, I have nowhere to go. Squatting in an abandoned shed on Ian’s grandpa’s farm seems like as good a plan as any. Ian finds me there, of course, and he insists on me moving into his spare room. I should say no, but the appeal of a roof and a warm bed is too much. Not to mention Ian’s brown eyes and strong arms. We’re nothing alike, but the spark between us is undeniable. But then I call the cops on my stepdad and unintentionally get my pregnant mom arrested.

After leaving the city life behind to escape my loveless marriage, I moved to small-town Havenbarrow for a fresh start. What I didn’t expect was to find myself drawn to the town’s black sheep. They called him troubled, cold, a man with a dark past. What everyone seemed to miss about Jax was the splashes of light in his eyes, the random acts of kindness he performed when no one was watching, and the way he made me smile and laugh.

Tout ce que je voulais c'est qu'il me revienne… Grace Harris a toujours été du genre obéissante, toujours soucieuse de faire plaisir. Digne fille des prêcheurs de la ville elle a, dès l'enfance, tenu à montrer le bon exemple. Après la trahison de son mari, elle découvre qu'elle en a assez de faire plaisir à tout le monde. Jackson Emery a depuis toujours été méprisé et jugé par les habitants de la ville. Il était le mouton noir et personne ne voulait avoir affaire avec lui ou son père à cause de sa réputation de mauvais garçon.

Momente. Die Menschen erinnern sich vor allem an Momente. Denn das Leben ist eine Summe aus einer unendlichen Anzahl von Momenten. Manche sind grausam und voller Erinnerung an nicht vergangenen Schmerz. Manche sind unglaublich schön und voller Versprechen, die auf einen besseren Morgen hoffen lassen. Ich habe in meinem Leben viele solcher Momente erlebt. Momente, die mich veränderten, die mich herausforderten. Momente, die mir Angst machten und mich in die Tiefe rissen.